[issue2012] Take Your-- Family on--a Tropical Paradise -- Adventure- Cruise the Caribbean

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people. He had to polish it from morning till night, until UGYTHKK finally it  began  to  affect  his nose ——” “Things went from bad  to  worse, ”  suggested  Miss  Baker. 


“Yes. Things went from bad to worse, until  finally  he  had to give up his position.” For  a  moment  the  last  sunshine  fell   with    romantic  XFNNVNM 


affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward  breathlessly  as  I  listened  — then the glow faded, each light deserting  her  with  lingering b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb  regret,    like    children 


leaving a pleasant street at dusk. The  butler  came  back  and  murmured  something  close  to Tom’s ear, whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb chair, and without a word went  inside.   As 


if his absence quickened something within her,   Daisy  leaned  forward  again,  ESIUAAM  her voice glowing and singing. “I love to see you at my table, Nick. You  remind  me  of  a 


— of a rose, an NVLJ absolute rose. Doesn’t he?” She turned  to  Miss  Baker  for  confirmation: “An absolute rose?” This was untrue. I am not even faintly  like  a  NDODBED rose.   She 


was only extemporizing, but a stirring warmth flowed  from  her,   as  if  her  heart  was trying to come out to you concealed NBJTXE in  one  of  those  breathless,   thrilling  words. FTNIX   b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb   Then 


suddenly she threw her napkin on the table  and  excused  herself  and  went  into  the    house. Miss Baker  and  I  exchanged  a  short  glance  consciously  XLNDC 


devoid of meaning. I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said “Sh!”  IMLDDHYTO in  a  warning voice. a HAWBNFAB subdued imphiioned murmur was audible in  the  room  beyond,   and  Miss  Baker 


leaned forward unashamed, trying to hear. The murmur trembled  on  the  verge  of b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb  coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether. 



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“You  mean  to  say  you  don’t  know?”  said  Miss   Baker, honestly surprised. “I thought everybody knew.” “I don’t.” “Why ——” she said hesitantly,   “Tom’s  got  some  woman  in  KINHLFWS 



New York.” “Got some woman?” I JLLXULDW repeated blankly. Miss Baker nodded. “She  might  have LTYHXKI  the  decency  not  to  telephone  him  at dinner time. Don’t you think?” 


Almost before I  had  grasped  her  meaning  KWB there  was  b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots,  and  Tom  and  Daisy  were  back  at  the 


table. “It couldn’t be helped!”  cried  Daisy  with  tense  gaiety. She sat down, glanced searchingly at  Miss  Baker  and  then at me, and continued: b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb “I b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb looked 


outdoors for a minute,  and  it’s  very  romantic  outdoors. There’s a bird on b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb the lawn that I think must be a nightingale come over  on  b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb the  Cunard  or 


White PGL Star Line. He’s singing away ——” Her voice sang: “It’s romantic,  isn’t  b5f9ee3f96e6f53a1278fb26210817eb it,   Tom?” “Very romantic,” he said, and  then  miserably  TYL to  me:  “If 


it’s light enough after dinner, I  want  to  take   you    CDUPYK down    to    the    stables.   ” The telephone  rang  inside,   startlingly,   and  as  Daisy .

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